And then comes the vision. Now, my wife gave me a vision two months ago — it was the occasion to tell it, but it would be — it’s a river in this fantastic, magnificent, enormous apartment in a palace. Ileana was a gateway into a new realm, but the age in which we were, or the police state — and we were constantly being searched, but we were not molested, we were completely free, not one little bit ever happened to us — for this palatial place, with a full complement of servants, and I’ll divide it — nasty, you seem to know these people — the servants of the kitchen, the servants in the other areas of the enormous apartment, the butler, the private secretary — all seen anew and renewed. But our position was the gateway into freedom from the place of complete slavery, like behind the Iron Curtain. And when the searchers came, they came, and our guests — we always entertained guests for dinner, not more than six, therefore they made eight of us — she and I and the six who came as our guests. And I will explain to them the way of escape, I will tell them the one and only way into freedom. But strangely enough, as I were telling them about the way into freedom, there simultaneously — that moment I am telling them — and they were already at their destination. Here’s the strangest experience: here you’re explaining to them the way of salvation, the way of freedom, and yet at that moment they were already, although physically present before us, already at their destination.1183 ¶11